When I have cultivated for another thirteen years, I will send the Holy Son to hell!

Qin Feng left the Saintess Mountain triumphantly. To be honest, the Saintess's shyness really had a unique charm.

Returning to his own Main Peak, Xiao Fan walked along happily; a joyful event truly refreshes the spirit.

Seeing his uncommonly joyous appearance, Yu Yue wanted to ask what had happened to make him so happy.

But before she could speak, she caught a faint, delicate fragrance.

As a woman, she couldn't mistake it—this was the scent of another woman!

Did the Saint just go looking for a woman?

Both sisters were favored daughters of heaven with extraordinary talent. Their willingness to stay by Xiao Fan's side as maids was more voluntary than due to the Holy Land's orders.

After all, what young girl doesn't harbor romantic thoughts?

Especially for a man like Xiao Fan—born extraordinary, from a prominent family, and handsome—he was the recognized dream lover of the Holy Land's female Cultivators.

She and the Saint hadn't even had intimate contact yet, but someone else already had, even leaving their perfume scent behind. Which trashy vixen was it?!

How hateful!!!

However, she couldn't lose her temper with the Saint. What if he thought she wasn't gentle enough and grew to dislike her?

"Saint, where did you just go?"

Xiao Fan didn't think much of it and gave a simple reply.

"Didn't the Saintess move in next door? I'm the Saint, and we're all fellow disciples. It's normal to go over and pay a visit, right?"

The Saintess!

So it was you, that trashy vixen!!!

Yu Yue's expression turned cold, her face like frost.

Xiao Fan felt a sudden chill. Was the weather getting cold?

"Is there anything else? If not, go back to your cultivation," Xiao Fan said.

He didn't truly treat these two sisters as maids; his relationship with them was more like fellow cultivation partners—triple cultivation, probably.

Yu Yue said nothing. The frost from a moment ago seemed as if it never existed as she spoke with a smile as pleasant as a spring breeze.

"Yes, I shall obey the Saint's decree."

Xiao Fan returned to his private cultivation chamber, planning to see what use these villain points had.

He seemed to have accumulated 900 points, which was quite a lot.

Watching Xiao Fan's departing back, Yu Yue also left. She sought out Xin Xi to discuss a strategy.

"The Saint belongs to us! That trashy vixen Saintess isn't allowed to touch him!!"

Xiao Fan hadn't yet discovered the hidden attributes of these two sisters.

Furthermore, their identities didn't seem simple. Once, he had accidentally seen Elder Wu of the Inner Sect bow his head upon meeting the two sisters.

He couldn't understand why people of such status would stay by his side.

But since their concern was genuine, he didn't think too much about it.

As long as they're good to me, it's fine.

As for their hidden identities, the more noble, the better! Jie jie jie jie—this was Xiao Fan's cultivation chamber. The meditation cushion was the same model used by the Holy Lord, imbued with a melodic Dao Rhyme. Sitting on it could calm the mind, increase Comprehension Ability, and was effective even for Great Ascension cultivators.

He heard this cushion was worth a million High-Grade Spirit Stones, though he didn't know if it was true.

Within a hundred-zhang radius of the cultivation chamber, more than ten Spiritual Veins were fixed, continuously breathing out Spiritual Qi. This made the Spiritual Qi in the entire chamber so dense it reached a state of condensing Qi into liquid.

This treatment was also the same as the Holy Lord's.

Inside the cultivation room, there were also two small teleportation arrays for transporting items: one led to the Scripture Pavilion, and the other to the Pill Pavilion.

Whenever he had a need, he just had to write a small note and toss it in. The Scripture Pavilion would send a Cultivation Technique, and the Pill Pavilion would deliver a Medicinal Pill. It was extremely convenient.

It was precisely this treatment that made him tearfully bid farewell to the Xiao Family and join the Holy Land.

Sitting steadily on the cushion, Xiao Fan closed his eyes to rest his mind, his consciousness diving into his brain.

"System, check the function of villain points."

[The more villain points you have, the stronger the host's Villain Fate becomes, and the more rewards you receive for killing a Child of Destiny.]

[At the same time, every time villain points reach certain milestones, the host can obtain specific rewards. The higher the villain points, the more generous the rewards.]

[As a villain, you also possess Luck.]

[The higher the villain points, the better your Luck. You'll find treasures when you go out, have an Epiphany while sleeping, beauties will throw themselves at you, and the strong will submit. The higher the villain points, the luckier you are.]

[villain points have infinite uses. Please work hard to earn them, host.]

Reading this long explanation, Xiao Fan understood.

The stronger the Luck of a Child of Destiny, the better their fortune.

The more villain points a villain has, the better their fortune.

[Host's villain points have surpassed 100. Skill reward obtained: Idle Cultivation]

[Idle Cultivation: The host does not need to Cultivate manually; cultivation level will increase automatically. Epiphanies, consuming Medicinal Pills, and diligent cultivation can all stack with Idle Cultivation to achieve faster promotion.]

[Host's current cultivation: Golden Core Middle Stage. Idle Cultivation activated. Estimated time to reach Golden Core Late Stage is three months (not a fixed value, can be accelerated).]

[When villain points surpass 1000, another reward will be granted. Please keep working hard, host.]

Idle Cultivation, not bad at all.

Xiao Fan could clearly feel that even though he wasn't sitting in meditation, his cultivation was steadily growing. A must-have for lazy people.

He tried sitting in meditation for Qi Refining and found that his cultivation growth speed was even faster than before.

"This must be the stacking the System mentioned."

Xiao Fan was very satisfied. He had been practicing swordsmanship with his old man and had neglected raising his Realm. Now he was making up for his previous progress.

In one trip out, he had not only abused the Child of Destiny and shattered his Dao Heart,

But he also wooed the Daughter of Destiny, gradually gaining control over her.

Most importantly, he gained a skill: Idle Cultivation.

The gains were massive.

I'm definitely playing this villain role; not even the King of Heaven can stop me!

"System, if I sit and Cultivate now, how long will it take to break through to the Golden Core Late Stage?"

[one month.]

Xiao Fan: one month? Is the System a hater too?

[It means two and a half months.]

"I'm a Senior ikun, I can understand it without an explanation!"

Secluded cultivation only makes it faster by half a month. It seems my talent still needs improvement.

---On the other side, the devastated Qin Feng ran into the forests of the Laborer Peak.

He vented his fury wildly against a towering ancient tree.

"I'm very angry right now!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His fists struck the wood, leaving deep imprints, and even the trunk swayed.

Fury was hidden in his eyes as he muttered hatefully:

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Isn't he just a second-generation brat relying on his family background? I was so good to my cousin; by what right did he steal her from me!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Saint? Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully a poor youth."

"Wait for thirteen years of my cultivation, I dare to send the Saint to the Yellow Springs!"

He had lost count of how many hundreds of punches he had thrown at the ancient tree. As if he couldn't feel pain, his fists were dripping with blood, yet he didn't stop.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the spiritual power in his body was unconsciously drained again, faster than ever before.

His Divine Sense couldn't help but dive into the Dantian in his abdomen.

"It's all your fault, all your fault! If you weren't in my Dantian sucking away my Spiritual Qi, would I have been stuck at the Qi Refinement Stage for ten years?"

"What on earth are you! I beg you, I beg you, you've ruined me for ten years, please get out of my body!"

He cursed at a simple, broken small tower in his Dantian.

It turned out that ten years ago, he was originally a cultivation Genius who could sense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi at the age of six.

With no guidance, relying only on a Qi Refining Formula, he independently completed the drawing of Qi into his body and the cleansing of his marrow, entering the Qi Refinement Stage.

That was just the beginning. Within two years, he completed nine minor Realm Breakthroughs, reaching the terrifying ninth level of Qi Refining.

He only needed two more years to complete Foundation Establishment.

To become a Foundation Establishment cultivator before the age of ten!

How incredible that would have been!

Unfortunately, an accident caused his cultivation to stagnate. Not only did it stagnate, but it also kept falling, until now he was only at the third level of Qi Refining.

Ten years ago, just as he was about to establish his foundation, a celestial phenomenon suddenly arose. Seven-colored divine lightning filled the sky above him with an ancient pressure that made everyone unable to lift their heads, more terrifying than a tribulation for Immortal Ascension.

He had planned to quietly establish his foundation and then amaze everyone.

Unexpectedly, after that storm of divine lightning, not only did he fail to establish his foundation, but he was also struck by the lightning, leaving him in a wretched state.

In his Dantian, a broken small tower had appeared.

He thought that surviving a great disaster would bring great fortune.

Who knew that surviving a great disaster would bring endless trouble.

This was also the beginning of his nightmare.

This small tower frantically devoured the Spiritual Qi in his body. Any Spiritual Qi that entered him would eventually end up belonging to the tower.

No matter how much he filled it, it was never enough.

Gradually, his cultivation began to drop.

In the eyes of others, this indeed became a joke. The Genius of yesterday had become the Trash of today, inevitably drawing sighs of pity.

He also welcomed his own exclusive skill, a passive talent:

Being mocked upon meeting anyone, being doubted upon taking action; no one thought highly of him, not a single person.

"You absorb my Spiritual Qi every day; I know you can hear me speaking," Qin Feng said coldly.

Unexpectedly, there was no response.

He pulled out the Essence Severing Pill from his robes. This was for Foundation Establishment cultivators to form their Golden Core. If a Qi Refining Cultivator swallowed it, they would surely be blown apart by the majestic Spiritual Qi.

He gritted his teeth and hardened his heart. Don't you need spiritual power?

Take it, take it all.

As it turned out, this swallow opened the door to a new world.

He was pulled into the small tower for a quarter of an hour. When he reappeared, he was already incomparably confident, and even his cultivation had become the fourth level of Qi Refining.

One trip inside, and he directly raised a minor Realm!

"Immortal King Small Tower! I didn't expect a Senior Immortal King's remnant soul to be living inside!"

The plot of the story was so familiar: a broken small tower, a remnant soul Senior, absorbing his Spiritual Qi just to nourish the Divine Soul and recover some consciousness.

Although he didn't know what Realm an Immortal King was, as long as it had the title 'Immortal', it must be very powerful.

"Hmph, the destiny belonging to me, Qin Feng, has finally arrived. I knew that I, Qin Feng, was destined to be the one who suppresses the ages."

"Saint? Wait for thirteen years of my cultivation, I dare to send the Saint to the Yellow Springs!"

"If he doesn't obediently return my cousin to me, hmph, Saint? I'll make sure he never returns!"

---Achoo~~

Xiao Fan, who was in seclusion, accidentally sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, somewhat puzzled. Could I, a Golden Core Cultivator, still catch a cold?

It must be some idiot cursing me again.

At that moment, someone from the Holy Land came to deliver a message.

"Saint, the Grand Elder requests your presence."

"Understood."

The Grand Elder?

He had been in the Holy Land for over half a year and hadn't seen the Grand Elder many times. He'd go take a look.